I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

At this moment, the barrage of comments on the big screen in China exploded!

Holy crap! Is this Madame Tussauds? The first instance Zhang Tianshi entered when he first entered the world of ghost stories?
I remember that! The Midnight Wax Museum instance! Two hundred chosen ones entered, and I think less than ten came out alive! It was so difficult when we first started exploring it. Even with the rules, we didn't know how to analyze them; going in was just suicide!

Is it really that wax museum? I remember it vividly. There are still many unsolved mysteries inside. But back then, Zhang Tianshi smashed a lot of things, violently passed through the gate, and beat up his former colleague, the security guard who looked like a goblin.

I never expected to see the place where my dream began!

Do you think Zhang Tianshi will go back into the wax museum? Last time, Zhang Tianshi was at the Celestial Realm and he was already killing everyone in the museum. This time, he's at the Initial Saint Realm. Won't that cause a huge disaster?

In the world of ghost stories, Zhang Yangqing was also in a daze for a moment; he never expected to come to this place.

I still remember the first time I came here, the oppressive and terrifying atmosphere, the rule that death was inevitable, and everything unknown.

Why did Zhang Yangqing feel this place was familiar? Because when Zhang Yangqing came to this "Midnight Wax Museum," his identity was that of a security guard.

What do security guards do? Besides patrolling and checking according to the rules, they can also watch surveillance footage.

The wax museum has a monitoring room with many monitors that show images of many streets outside.

Zhang Yangqing hadn't gone out for a stroll at the time, but he had watched the surveillance footage, and the street scenes in those footage were almost identical to the ones he had come from.

His extraordinary memory etched those images into his mind, which is why he was able to walk all the way from the dilapidated temple to here.

In fact, when Zhang Yangqing was working as a security guard, he had already guessed that this world should be a complete world, but at that time it was still in the exploration stage and he dared not take too much risk.

The exterior of the wax museum at midnight is exactly the same as it was originally.

The entire building exudes an ancient, eerie, and unsettling atmosphere at night.

After observing the area, Zhang Yangqing discovered an invisible barrier of rules surrounding the wax museum.

It's not a wall, not a barrier, but a more fundamental and irresistible force; it's the rules of this world saying, "You can't just walk in here."

It is an area with special rules.

Even with Zhang Yangqing's current cultivation level, he cannot force a breakthrough.

The only place you can get in is that double wooden door.

But the door could only be opened from the inside; there were no handles, no keyholes, nothing on the outside.

I bet there's a panicked "security guard" inside right now, isn't there?

Zhang Yangqing sent the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes to knock on the door, saying she wanted to take a look around.

The beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes walked to the door, raised her hand, and knocked three times.

"Knock knock knock." The sound was particularly crisp on the quiet street.

After waiting for a while, there was no response.

She knocked three more times, but there was still no response.

After knocking for about three minutes, just as the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes was wondering if there was really no one inside.

This time, there was movement inside the door.

The footsteps were very light and quick, as if someone was cautiously approaching behind the door.

Then, a man's voice came from behind the door, panicked and trembling: "Who, who are you?"

Following Zhang Yangqing's instructions, the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes tried her best to make her voice sound gentle and friendly: "We are travelers and would like to visit this place, is that alright?"

The man was silent for a moment, then said, "It's not convenient. If you want to visit, come during the day."

His tone was firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

This was not unexpected for Zhang Yangqing. Working in a place like this, with those terrifying and eerie statues inside, plus the warnings of the rules, would make anyone suspicious. Who would dare to open the door if someone knocked in the middle of the night?

The beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes said again, "Really not allowed? Just a visit? We've come all this way."

A man's voice said, "Please go back." The footsteps seemed to fade into the distance.

He seems to be following the rules here.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes didn't say much and turned back to Zhang Yangqing's side.

Zhang Yangqing didn't say much, because he guessed that the security guards inside were probably checking the surveillance footage at this time.

The two walked along the street for a while, then turned into a small alley and stopped in the shadow of a building.

There are no streetlights here, it's very dark, and the surrounding surveillance cameras can't capture it.

Don't ask Zhang Yangqing how he knew; he didn't see this part when he was watching the surveillance footage.

The beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes leaned against the wall and asked the leader in a low voice, "What are we waiting for here?"

Zhang Yangqing looked towards the alley entrance, where moonlight slanted in, casting a long shadow on the ground.

A slight smile played on his lips as he said, "If I'm not mistaken, or if we're lucky, a delivery truck will be coming soon."

He paused, then added, "They're delivering wax figures."

Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes was completely bewildered. How did the boss know this?

She opened her mouth as if to ask, but then closed it again.

Having followed Zhang Yangqing for so long, she has learned one thing.

Don't ask about things the boss won't tell you.

Even if you ask, they won't answer; even if they do, you might not understand; and even if you understand, you might not be able to do it.

She just thought to herself, "My boss has been to all the worlds, so maybe he knows some information."

Moreover, judging from the boss's demeanor, he must have been to this place before, so it's quite normal for him to say that.

Actually, if the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes asked, Zhang Yangqing might not necessarily say, "I used to work as a security guard here."

This isn't anything shameful, but it's too complicated to explain.

The two waited in the alley, and as they waited, they both became a little sleepy.

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes leaned against the wall, her eyelids growing heavier and heavier, her head slowly drooping downwards.

Zhang Yangqing opened his eyes, sensing the changes in his body.

The spatial backlash continued, like an invisible knife cutting into his soul piece by piece, as if countless ants were crawling in the cracks of his bones, but Zhang Yangqing appeared to feel nothing at all.

He can't fall asleep, because if he does, he might never wake up again.

Zhang Yangqing knew that the security guard inside must be feeling very uneasy right now.

Just like him back then, he had just "joined the company," knew nothing, and was surrounded by a ton of rules; a single misstep could mean certain death.

I was starving, but I didn't dare go to the cafeteria to eat because I didn't know what I could eat and what I couldn't.

If you don't eat, you'll starve to death before the next round; if you eat, you might be poisoned—either way, you'll die.

Zhang Yangqing was all too familiar with that kind of despair and helplessness. As for how familiar he was with it, he knew it from watching the replays of other chosen ones' journeys.

Who knows which unfortunate soul this wax museum is tormenting late at night?

As the two yawned, the sound of a truck came from afar.

The sound wasn't loud; it wasn't a booming roar, but a deep, rhythmic hum, like the beating of a heart, or something slowly approaching in the darkness.

In the quiet of the night, the sound was exceptionally clear.

Zhang Yangqing and the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes instantly perked up. (End of Chapter)